Twin Dilemma
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
30
Views:
10,241
Reviews:
30
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Down the Stairwell
All resemblance to real or imaginary characters let alone actors or inhabitors of famous books is delusional. I make no profit from these ramblings. If they seem like JKRowling\'s people they are not. They are merely Inferi and JK owns the living versions.
Chapter 5: Down the Stairwell
The party was winding down. The band had played their last number and was vanishing their instruments. There were a few bodies passed out along the edges of the dance floor. Fred had his arm around Chloe’s waist as they continued to stare into each other’s eyes. Fred leaned in and placed a light kiss on her lips. She sighed then smiled up at him. He looked away and noticed Hilda across the room trying to extract herself from an unstable admirer. She appeared to cast a full body bind on the wizard because he suddenly went rigid and fell forward on his face. Fred winced at the loud echoing thud it produced. Hilda brushed her hands together, nodded to them and walked out through one of the side studio doors.
Fred spoke up, “I should probably leave now. I open up shop tomorrow morning. I had a fantastic time Chloe.”
Chloe smiled at him. “Thanks Weasley. I am really glad you came even if you ruined my meeting with my client.”
Fred replied with his most innocent look. “Me? How did I ruin your meeting if it hasn’t even happened yet?”
“How will I ever enjoy an expensive luncheon with Malfoy if I have to spend my whole time stifling my laughter? Let alone take his painting request serious.”
“Well, if that’s all it is then I have done my duty. My quest, fair maiden, is to bring light to darkness, laughter to the insipid, and smiles to the lips of pretty witches,” said Fred while performing a formal bow.
Chloe tilted her head, studying Fred and his smug look. “You, sir, are going to be an interesting subject for this art witch.” Fred felt a warm blush creep onto his features as he watched her eyes checking him out. She leaned into him with her lips parted. A drunken partygoer suddenly lurched into them and started singing some unrecognizable lyrics. Fred and Chloe exchange looks and burst out laughing.
“Come on Weasley, let me show you the way out by the back stair.” Chloe clasped Fred’s hand in hers and they walked out a side door that led to a darkened back stairs - a rickety, little used set of steps. Fred took this opportunity to lean in and kissed her again. Much to his surprise, Chloe made a cat-like growl and pushed him up against the wall, plundering his mouth with her tongue. She shoved her leg in-between his and pushed her pelvis into his groin. He moaned and she ran her hands down his chest to his belly and then mades a snitch-like grab for his family jewels. He hissed and she fondled him while staring into his wide blue eyes. He threw back his head and banged it hard causing them both to giggle.
“Oww!” he moans and rubbed the back of his head. They pressed up against each other in heat. Fred reached under her shirt and fondled her breasts.
“Mmmm!” she moaned as she kissed the base of his neck and traced a path with her tongue from freckle to freckle. Her hand continued to massage his growing hardness.
He inhaled, his breath shaky and then he reached down to slide his hand up her skirt, finding to his delight that she was completely bare underneath. He roughly grabbed underneath her crotch and pulled her closer to him and began his own assault on her girlie parts. Meanwhile, she grabbed him by the hair and pulled him down so he could kiss her breasts as she rubbed them into his face. He swung her around so her back was against the wall and he continued his path of kisses until his head was completely under her skirt. Chloe was sliding up and down the wall, whispering “Yes! Yes!” in a low, husky voice. He trilled his tongue around her mons and then he moved straight to her hot button before he plunged his tongue into her warm, moist inner folds. She practically ripped out his hair as she moaned out his name. He grinned and increased his pace while she thrashed above him. He slipped two fingers in and out of her and he sucked and licked harder. Her breathing became ragged until she let out a sharp “Hsss!” and shuddered, then slumped against the wall.
The door on the landing above opened and he quickly pulled down her skirt and stood, placing his hands around her waist. She opened up her eyes and smiled up at him, chuckling to see his face glistening with her juices. A few of the lingering guests wove past them on the steps.
Chloe, ever the attentive hostess, waved and thanked them for coming. When the door on the ground floor slammed shut, they both broke out laughing until they were weak kneed and leaning on each other.
When he could catch his breath, Fred asked if he can possibly see her again this week.
She looked straight at his very visible erection and said, “Of course. I think I owe you Mr. Needy pants.” She licked her lips and raised her eyebrows suggestively. “I’ll drop by the shop and maybe you can give me a tour of your back room.”
He reached for her chin and brought his lips gently to hers then bid her good night.
She watched him walk down the steps and whispered down to him, \"Nice bum Weasley!” before he closed the door. She heard the crack as Fred apparated back to his home. She smiled wickedly and turned and went back up the stairs to the gallery, humming to herself.
Chapter 5: Down the Stairwell
The party was winding down. The band had played their last number and was vanishing their instruments. There were a few bodies passed out along the edges of the dance floor. Fred had his arm around Chloe’s waist as they continued to stare into each other’s eyes. Fred leaned in and placed a light kiss on her lips. She sighed then smiled up at him. He looked away and noticed Hilda across the room trying to extract herself from an unstable admirer. She appeared to cast a full body bind on the wizard because he suddenly went rigid and fell forward on his face. Fred winced at the loud echoing thud it produced. Hilda brushed her hands together, nodded to them and walked out through one of the side studio doors.
Fred spoke up, “I should probably leave now. I open up shop tomorrow morning. I had a fantastic time Chloe.”
Chloe smiled at him. “Thanks Weasley. I am really glad you came even if you ruined my meeting with my client.”
Fred replied with his most innocent look. “Me? How did I ruin your meeting if it hasn’t even happened yet?”
“How will I ever enjoy an expensive luncheon with Malfoy if I have to spend my whole time stifling my laughter? Let alone take his painting request serious.”
“Well, if that’s all it is then I have done my duty. My quest, fair maiden, is to bring light to darkness, laughter to the insipid, and smiles to the lips of pretty witches,” said Fred while performing a formal bow.
Chloe tilted her head, studying Fred and his smug look. “You, sir, are going to be an interesting subject for this art witch.” Fred felt a warm blush creep onto his features as he watched her eyes checking him out. She leaned into him with her lips parted. A drunken partygoer suddenly lurched into them and started singing some unrecognizable lyrics. Fred and Chloe exchange looks and burst out laughing.
“Come on Weasley, let me show you the way out by the back stair.” Chloe clasped Fred’s hand in hers and they walked out a side door that led to a darkened back stairs - a rickety, little used set of steps. Fred took this opportunity to lean in and kissed her again. Much to his surprise, Chloe made a cat-like growl and pushed him up against the wall, plundering his mouth with her tongue. She shoved her leg in-between his and pushed her pelvis into his groin. He moaned and she ran her hands down his chest to his belly and then mades a snitch-like grab for his family jewels. He hissed and she fondled him while staring into his wide blue eyes. He threw back his head and banged it hard causing them both to giggle.
“Oww!” he moans and rubbed the back of his head. They pressed up against each other in heat. Fred reached under her shirt and fondled her breasts.
“Mmmm!” she moaned as she kissed the base of his neck and traced a path with her tongue from freckle to freckle. Her hand continued to massage his growing hardness.
He inhaled, his breath shaky and then he reached down to slide his hand up her skirt, finding to his delight that she was completely bare underneath. He roughly grabbed underneath her crotch and pulled her closer to him and began his own assault on her girlie parts. Meanwhile, she grabbed him by the hair and pulled him down so he could kiss her breasts as she rubbed them into his face. He swung her around so her back was against the wall and he continued his path of kisses until his head was completely under her skirt. Chloe was sliding up and down the wall, whispering “Yes! Yes!” in a low, husky voice. He trilled his tongue around her mons and then he moved straight to her hot button before he plunged his tongue into her warm, moist inner folds. She practically ripped out his hair as she moaned out his name. He grinned and increased his pace while she thrashed above him. He slipped two fingers in and out of her and he sucked and licked harder. Her breathing became ragged until she let out a sharp “Hsss!” and shuddered, then slumped against the wall.
The door on the landing above opened and he quickly pulled down her skirt and stood, placing his hands around her waist. She opened up her eyes and smiled up at him, chuckling to see his face glistening with her juices. A few of the lingering guests wove past them on the steps.
Chloe, ever the attentive hostess, waved and thanked them for coming. When the door on the ground floor slammed shut, they both broke out laughing until they were weak kneed and leaning on each other.
When he could catch his breath, Fred asked if he can possibly see her again this week.
She looked straight at his very visible erection and said, “Of course. I think I owe you Mr. Needy pants.” She licked her lips and raised her eyebrows suggestively. “I’ll drop by the shop and maybe you can give me a tour of your back room.”
He reached for her chin and brought his lips gently to hers then bid her good night.
She watched him walk down the steps and whispered down to him, \"Nice bum Weasley!” before he closed the door. She heard the crack as Fred apparated back to his home. She smiled wickedly and turned and went back up the stairs to the gallery, humming to herself.